dognovel Chapter 385 Escape
Chapter 385 Escape
Yun Chen's face changed slightly. He turned around and saw a Japanese monk with a mustache walking towards him from a distance.
Behind him, there were dozens of Japanese monks dressed in dark purple uniforms. Each of them had a twisted snake totem embroidered on his shoulder and held a long-handled scimitar wrapped with black silk in his hands.
The monk with the mustache swept the valley like a hawk, and when his gaze fell on Yun Chen, it suddenly darkened. He then glanced at the giant python's corpse on the ground, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Da Xia monk? You are quite capable. You can actually kill the Green Scaled Python I refined."
"Japanese? I was looking for you."
Looking at the person in front of him, Yun Chen suddenly showed a sneer on his face.
"Looking for us? You actually know us?" The man with the mustache was slightly stunned, and then he saw Meichuan behind Yun Chen.
"Mr. Meichuan, why are you walking with this Daxia person?"
Yun Chen instinctively showed disgust when he heard the poor Chinese.
Meichuan lowered his head, not daring to look at the man with the mustache.
"Baga! You actually betrayed the Yamato people."
These words were spoken in Japanese. Yun Chen didn't understand them, but he could probably guess what they meant.
"What are you babblein' about? Now that you're here, prepare to die."
When the man with the mustache heard Yun Chen's words, his face instantly darkened. He turned the long-handled scimitar in his palm, and black silk wrapped around the blade emitted a faint glow.
"You little Daxia brat, you're so arrogant! Do you know we're from the Shadow Snake Clan? How dare you kill a puppet on our territory? Today, I'll destroy your soul!"
Yun Chen sneered, and the golden sword turned into a sword flower at his fingertips. The purple thunder power flowed along the sword body, making crackling sounds.
"He's just a monk from the Shadow Snake Group. It's not like I haven't killed him before."
The man with the mustache was completely enraged by Yun Chen's contempt. He swung his knife at Yun Chen and said, "You're looking for death! Go ahead, drain his spiritual power and refine it into the puppet!"
Dozens of Shadow Snake monks instantly dispersed and rushed forward in a siege.
The black threads on the long-handled scimitar sprang out like living things, some wrapped around Yun Chen's wrist, some went straight for his throat. When the blade cut through the air, it carried a faint stench, which was the deadly poison left after the soul-devouring miasma permeated the blade.
Yun Chen tapped his feet lightly, and his figure floated away like willow catkins. The golden sword drew an arc in front of him, and the purple thunder power burst out along the blade, turning into a dense thunder net.
With a few crisp "crackling" sounds, the black silk that was wrapped around the net was instantly burnt when it touched the lightning net. The wrists of several monks were also hit by the electric arc, and they screamed in pain and retreated.
"Brother Yun, be careful on the side!" Lin Wan'er's voice suddenly came.
The jade shield in her hand suddenly grew several times in size, blocking a poisonous needle shot from the darkness. The poisonous needle was bluish-black, and even corroded the soil after it landed on the ground.
Yun Chen caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and a hint of coldness appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He did not dodge or evade, but instead approached the monk on the left who was shooting the poison needle.
The golden sword was raised diagonally, and the lightning force condensed into a sharp spike, accurately piercing the opponent's black silk armor protecting the heart.
The monk's pupils suddenly shrank, and just as he was about to roar, the lightning force had already flowed through his meridians throughout his body, and he was instantly out of breath.
The man with the mustache twitched his eyes and suddenly took out a black bone whistle from his pocket, put it to his lips and was about to blow it.
"Want to summon a puppet? It's too late."
A lightning arrow condensed from Yun Chen's fingertips. Before the bone whistle could make a sound, the lightning arrow had already pierced through the bone whistle, splitting it in half.
"you!"
The man with the mustache was shocked and angry, and shouted fiercely but weakly, "Baga, you're looking for death."
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the man with the mustache, and he suddenly slapped his heart, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
Under the cover of the blood mist, he turned around and ran deeper into the miasma.
"Hmph! Want to run?"
Seeing this, Yun Chen raised his foot and chased after him.
Just as he took a step, a cold beast roar suddenly came from the depths of the miasma.
Then, as the miasma rolled, a tall black python suddenly emerged. It was over twenty feet long and opened its mouth to swallow Yun Chen.
"Brother Yun, be careful."
Seeing the black python, Lin Wan'er exclaimed.
I saw that the black python's scales were shining with a cold ink-black light, there were dense barbs hidden under its belly, the python's pupils were a turbid blood red, and when it opened its mouth, the miasma it spewed out condensed into black venom that dripped onto the ground, corroding deep pits in the rocks.
Seeing this, Yun Chen quickly pulled back, with an unprecedented solemnity on his face.
"Middle stage of Nascent Soul..."
Yun Chen held the golden sword across his chest, and the purple thunder power surged along the sword. The light purple electric arc wrapped around him and formed a thunder dragon as thick as his forearm. The spiritual power in his body surged so much that the surrounding miasma retreated half a foot.
Lin Wan'er immediately threw the jade shield behind Yun Chen. The jade shield rotated and unfolded a white light shield, accurately blocking the black python's tail whip.
"Go quickly, we are no match for them."
Yun Chen frowned, hesitating whether to fight it.
After all, the fastest way to improve your strength is to experience fighting.
The qualifying round is approaching, and his strength in the early stage of the Golden Core has been consolidated. If he wants to go further, he can only continue to fight and condense the Golden Core.
But this is a demon beast in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. It’s okay for me, I can run away if I can’t defeat it, but Lin Wan’er can’t run away.
You can't just abandon her, right?
Just as Yun Chen was hesitating whether to retreat, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook violently.
Two violent beast roars were heard from the depths of the miasma, and then a giant bear covered in a black iron shell and a poisonous scorpion with a dark blue tail sting rushed out one after another. They were all demon beasts in the early Nascent Soul stage!
The moment he saw the two monsters, Yun Chen turned around without hesitation, took Lin Wan'er and ran back.
If there was only one he could still deal with, but with three of them, there was no doubt that he was no match for them.
Maybe I will explain it here.
What's more, he wasn't sure if there were only these three.
"Sir, wait for me!"
Mei Chuan became anxious when he saw Yun Chen taking Lin Wan'er away, and hurriedly chased after them.
He has already betrayed Japan, and the man with the mustache has seen through him. Staying here is a dead end, and only a fool would stay.
However, Yun Chen had no time to deal with him at this moment.
He protected Lin Wan'er and rushed out of the valley. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he heard the loud sound of an armored bear slapping the ground behind him, and several stone spikes broke through the ground, brushing against his heels.
The scorpion's stinger came like a hidden arrow. Although he dodged it by leaning sideways, it still scratched his back. Black blood instantly seeped into the fabric of his clothes, and the numbness of the soul-eating poison rushed up along his meridians.
The Japanese monk's black silk wrapped around Lin Wan'er's skirt like a vine. Yun Chen turned around and swung his sword to cut the black silk. The purple thunder on the golden sword suddenly dimmed.
The previous battle against the Green Scaled Python had already consumed most of his spiritual power. Now facing three Nascent Soul monsters and dozens of cultivators, his spiritual power had already run out.
"There's a valley entrance ahead!"
Lin Wan'er reminded them urgently, but two more monks from the Shadow Snake Group were blocking the entrance of the valley, slashing at them with their scimitars carrying miasma.
Yun Chen gritted his teeth and tried to take it head-on, but an ice arrow suddenly broke through the air, one pierced the throats of the two cultivators, and another pierced the poisonous scorpion's seven inches.
Amidst the swirling ice fog, a woman in a white dress and holding an ice bow stepped into the air and stood in front of Yun Chen and the others.